“Sure. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. You are your nephew's executioner, or he is yours. She screamed at Sebastian. His glasses were gone. An entire forest’s array of meats was served in courses brought out to the table. His complexion was pale; and there was something sinister in the expression of his large black eyes.
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